Musings of a dyer and fiber artist from Lord of the Rings and Narnia country, the South Island of New Zealand.

Friday, June 22, 2007

The shortest day, the longest night

These great photos were taken yesterday by my friend Donald.Click on the link to see more wonderful shots of Central Otago. This has to be one of the most beautiful parts of New Zealand.

Unfortunately, I live on the coast and we seldom get snow here. There's another storm coming through today which is supposed to be dropping snow to sea level, but I doubt if we'll get any in Oamaru. Rats! I'm a city girl, from the North Island, and snow is a real novelty to me. (OK, Deb from Alaska - if you're reading this, I know YOU don't find it a novelty!)

Nothing much happening on the creative front. Mum is still in hospital while the doctors wait to see if the pancreatitis settles down by itself, as it often does.

Loved the comment about Mum looking like a spunky lady - she did a tandem parachute jump after she retired, which I think is pretty darned brave. And I am nervous having her in hospital because last time, she got an infection and ended up having a leg amputated and spending 6 months there.

14 comments:

It's so beautiful. I grew up in Queensland. I remember snow in London the winter before we left but I've been back in the south of the UK for over 30 years and I've not seen snow here deep enough to cover the grass since I arrived.

And of course this day is also our longest day in the UK, but hey, even on the longest day of the year we can enjoy endless, relentless, wild rain.Beautiful photos, it must be about 18 years since we had deep long lasting snow like that where I live up in the Chilterns. These days by the time I've found the camera, the snow has gone.

Those photos are beautiful - makes me yearn for a day in St Bathans. We had 1 inch of snow here last week and got all excited because it's the most we've seen for at least 2 years. Hope you get some your way.

That's what I call "winter wonderland". Snowfalls in Tennessee look like this. I love the beauty of it and then it's gone in a day or two. It feels like a gift ... much like an exceptional sunrise or sunset.

When we lived in Wisconsin, the aftermath of snowfalls hung on ... they became dirty frozen ruts and slippery ice banks for weeks afterwards.

what fabulous pix for those of us who live in snow deprived plces! hugs to you and you mum. and thanks for the link to donalds great website, i had a great time touring over there! i HAVE to add nz to the top few places i yearn to visit when my ship comes in (right now i think it's lost at sea!!!)

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My children think I've become a hippy. My mother can't imagine why people would pay me to teach them to quilt and dye fabric. She thinks I like making bedspreads. I'm a dyer and fibre artist, living with 2 Standard Poodles and 2 cockatiels. I' currently live in New Zealand's Victorian town and steampunk capital, Oamaru. I'm a member of TOTE, The Oamaru Textile Emporium.